Springfield daily republic. [volume] (Springfield, O. [Ohio]) 1887-1888, 1887-07-06

No 1.-THE fact is, have been little
distracted
'Ambler tells me You have allowed the
poor man TO 90. good of your'
He was an old Soldier Oceana. He
was AT Cawnpore'- The colonel's
voice had a hush in it. He rose to his
feet; he felt them a little unsteady. him,
self little giddy. But he quickly recov,
cred himself
Oceana was obseivant; she WAS anx
| ious.
1t has upset you, grandpapa; these
cases trouble you. would not attend SC
regularly. Let Hartshorn 90 elsewhere. "
Yes, think so; he shall. | think
will rest more"
Oceana could not recall luncheon SO
! duh II the colonel was not humorist,
| he attempted humor. and he talked of
something, or drew out Mrs. Maux. But
this day he was prcoccupied, his face sad.
The colonel rose from the table, Mrs.
MauN following suit, TO pass through the
door the colonel held open. But Oceana
still sat i'll q reyerie, to become conscious
that her grandfather was lingering.
.'Grandpapa. Arthur will he here
| shortly. Will he find you in the librarys'
She did not turn her head
DO not be anxious, child" her grand
father said, sympathetically, II shall not
be hard. | could not lie hard with any
one today
Still he fingered. A certain reserve
that even his grandchild had been unable
to pierce seemed to he slipping away from
him. He returned to place his hand under
Oceana's chin, and STOPPING, kissed the
lips Of the upturned face fondly and tear
fully.
''Oceana, l think after all it will be
better not To send him TO me: do not feel
equal To seeing him today. | will write TO
him. l know what he will urge; il will
be a pang TO me To give you up--but he
will understand"
She heard the library door close, then
she ran upstairs. In n few minutes she
was down again Entering the drawing
room, she placed n chair in the bay her
eyes strained towards the highway The
screen of trees did not completely block
the view. But she was impatient. She
raised the sash an inch; her ears
would acquaint her sooner than her
eyes. Yes, she caught the click of
horses hoofs; it was not many moments,
and the rider saw her, holding high his
whip.
Arthur Daunt rode away little disap-
pointed. How odd the colonel was,
Could not see him, would write He had
counted upon staying To dinner an hour
after with Oceana- He must be thankful
for small mercies; the dear girl appeared
confident.
The gong sounded. The butler Won
dered, his master was SO punctilious
Amber entered the dining room Oceana
and Mrs. MauN were standing at the fire.
''The colonel, where is he, Amber"
81 think he Is in the library, Miss
Oceana. I will go-perhaps he did not
hear the gong"
Amber tapped at the library door, to
enter the room. The colouel was asleep,
his arms extended or his writing table,
his face bent low. Amber spoke, but
the colonel paid no heed to him. Amber
waited few moments, uncertain, then
was bold enough to approach his master.
In the colonel's hands was a photograph
case, open; at his side folded document,
on which Amber read will" Amber
touch the colonel: there was no response.
He raised his master and saw that he was
dead, and that he he'd covered an open
note ON which was written:
Dear Arthur: l give Oceana to yOE
BE good 20 her. Excepting few lega-
cies, have bequeathed everything to her.
Yours faithfully, HUGH DORMANT"
Edwin Whelpton in Belgravia.